It's 11 o'clock on a Sunday morning, and we're sitting in a former Methodist church. So it's no wonder the man gesticulating forcefully at the front of our congregation could be mistaken for a preacher. His voice changes pace, lilt, and volume at intervals, similar to man possessed by "the spirit." But Shelly Isaacs, founder and intellectual cleric of Café Cinematheque International, has his own... More >>>